Borissovpro - ТАМ ГДЕ КЛЕН ШУМИТ

By the silver stream
With a maple play
We were caught in love
In the quiet shade
Now the branches bear
Let the shadows grow
And I love like a dream
Had to fade and go
And I love like a dream
And our love like a dream had a fading
Bitter is a chill
Left within my soul
As the flying cranes
Seek a distant goal
I will leave my dreams
To the winds and rain
For this summer will never
Return, again
For this summer never
For this summer will never
Yeah
Heat
You won’t be
That will be
Yes, my
But I
So missing
So so
Sounds
You